i am the bastard child of technology.

blogger unloves me, as do flowers.com and webmail.
sigh.

to make matters worse, the laces of my left boot defiantly caught themselves on the eyelets of my right boot as i attempted to traverse my room, sending me hurling into my roommate's closet, dislodging a sweet thank you letter from her first graders, and eventually depositing me on the oh-so-solid tile floor.
my elbow hurts.

i ate two strawberries to make up for it.

and this is neat, too.